‘You know, you should get Karlach legally registered so she can have some foals. Tiny Bloodstones running around would be cute,’ Dutch hummed, lying over the back of the couch with his head dangling over Buckthorn’s legs. ‘Even though she’s not too tiny. Maybe they’d be big Bloodstones.’
‘…. Shut up.’ Buck muttered, shaking his head slowly. It was late at night, having stayed up tryi...
